I admit it.

If every Friday were like this, it wouldn't be such a treat. But I'll take what I can get.

It's just after 9 a.m. and our school week is virtually done. With very few exceptions, and minor ones at that, everything on the boys' assignments sheets for the week is "checked off." They each have some reading today, and Tim is finishing up the last of his grammar. Shelley has her first major chemistry test online today, so she's upstairs refreshing her volume calculations. Other than that, we're finished!

And a good week it was...improving math scores, diligent readers, and for the most part, efficient time management brought cheers from the school administration. Tim, our most reluctant scholar, made two comments this week that I took as very good news. Yesterday, half the way through his Saxon Math 76 lesson, he looked up at me and said, "Mom, I think I'm starting to like math. And that scares me." This morning I told him that I was very encouraged at how well he's grasping grammar concepts this year, and he replied, "Well, Mom, they don't call it Easy Grammar for nothing!" (You know you've found the right curriculum choice when you hear something like that.)

So...even though I know that next week or the week after that we'll reach Friday still scrambling to check off Wednesday's work, for today I'm going to savor the triumph, breathe deeply, and remember all the reasons that I've done this for 23 years....

Labels: Homeschooling, Mothering